Chapter Nineteen Surprise

  Huoyao leaned against an old tree, sat on the ground, humming a tune with a dogtail grass root in his mouth. His face occasionally showed a smug smile, as if he could see the embarrassed appearance of Daniu and others at any moment. It turned out that teasing people was also a very happy thing.

  Now the four people including Da Niu have run ten laps. Not showing any signs of exhaustion at all. When Da Niu ran past Huo Yao again, he was still smiling and waving his hand, with a very pleased expression as if saying "How's that? I'm really awesome, right?" The other three people were closely following behind Da Niu.

  The guerrilla fighters quickly gathered together, coming to the tree where the gunpowder was located and watching the commotion. From time to time, someone would whisper a comment, some saying that Big Cow brother ran faster, while others said that Wang Xiaolong brother was even more fierce.

  Now the big cow sees people watching, and it's even more proud. Every time it runs in front of the firecrackers, it shouts out numbers: "Only five laps left...... only two laps left...... only one lap left"

  Although the camp is not big, it's at least several dozen miles to run around twenty laps. Huoyao originally wanted to tease them a bit, but unexpectedly they easily finished running. After Daniu and others ran the last lap and came before Huoyao, Daniu asked: "How about it? Take us to fight the little devils?"

  Huoyao was originally a lazy person who didn't like being a leader. After all, everything had to be done by example. If people were suddenly following him, it would be very uncomfortable. Moreover, he only wanted to tease them at first. Now, however, things have become a bit awkward. Fortunately, Huoyao quickly thought of an excuse. He borrowed several guns from the guerrilla fighters and had them lie down in the grass heap, aiming at the small road ahead. He also required that they not move their bodies and that when it was over, they would have to say how many people walked on the small road. The time would be decided by Huoyao. If anyone moved their body or said the wrong number of people afterwards, then everyone would go their separate ways and never mention who followed whom to fight the little devils again.

  Gunpowder is like an abacus that makes a loud noise. People with good physical strength often enjoy sports. However, when it comes to this boring wait, they might surrender automatically within two hours.

  Gunpowder was just a few people around, eyes wide open to supervise. Let the swallow count the number of people passing by on the small road. The guerrilla fighters gradually felt bored and all dispersed.

  A few hours later, Zuo Caiyun brought lunch to Huoyao and Yanzi. Huoyao was gnawing on a steamed bun, his mouth making loud crunching sounds. Mingming heard the rumbling of several people's stomachs, but no one moved their body. Huoyao was thoroughly convinced that these people were not ordinary villagers, thinking to himself "This is not like they've never been soldiers before, Mingming is even more formidable than many old soldiers. At least I couldn't do this." Huoyao began to suspect the origins of several people and asked Yanzi: "Are they really from our village?"

  Swallow said with a puzzled expression: "Yes, although they are all several years older than me, but we really did grow up playing together since childhood."

  The firework is now depressed, isn't this hitting one's own foot with the stone one has lifted? Also too lazy to ask the big cows how many people have walked on the small road. Directly shouted: "You several get up, go eat first."

  Big Cow and Second Cow jumped up and ran to the guerrilla team's dining place. Wang Xiaolong and Wang Xiaohu stood up, and only then said their first words after meeting with Huo Yao. "Now can we follow you to fight against the little devils?"

  "Follow me if you don't regret it."

  Wang Xiaolong and his brothers happily went to eat.

  When the big cows were eating, Huoyao found a few wooden boards. Let Zuo Caiyun draw a circle on the board. Anyway, they have to follow themselves, and they can't even use guns, right? As a result, the big cows played with guns very skillfully, leaving Huoyao stunned.

  Watching the big cow, they got their guns ready, and Swallow and Zuo Caiyun also wanted to participate in the shooting. After each person fired three bullets, the gunpowder almost wanted to find a hole to drill into. It turned out that Big Cow, Second Cow, Wang Xiaolong, and Wang Xiaohu all scored above 8 rings. Swallow got 10 rings with one shot and 9 rings with two shots. Zuo Caiyun hit the red heart with one shot, but missed the target with two shots.

  Zuo Caiyun saw the result and said with great dissatisfaction: "Obviously, we all fired at the same target, how could two bullets not hit it?"

  Zuo Caiyun, still not satisfied, fired three more shots. Er Niu ran to the front of the target and shouted loudly: "There is still only one hole, none of the three shots hit the target."

  "Ha ha, I told you so," said Big Bull with a laugh. "We brothers have been hunting with our dad for so many years and only managed to hit eight or nine rings. How can someone who has never fired a gun before be so accurate? The shot that hit the red heart must have been a fluke."

  Wang Xiaolong and his brother nodded in agreement with a smile, quite approving of what the expert had said.

  Fireworks just wanted to comfort Zuo Caiyun for a few words, but heard Zuo Caiyun say: "This time I hit the targets of three people, Yanzi, Daniu and Erniu."

  The two cows ran away and didn't believe it, running to the other three targets. After a while, they turned back to face everyone, stuttering and saying: "It's, it's three red hearts."

  "Ah!" Gunpowder, Swallows, and Oxen exclaimed.

  Wang Xiaolong and Wang Xiaohu said disbelievingly: "What's this, we two brothers can hit that red heart without using a gun."

  The gunpowder had not yet recovered from the shock of just now, and the two brothers Wang Xiaolong suddenly pulled out several flying knives from somewhere on their bodies. After a few jumps forward, about 50 meters in front of the target, with a wave of his hand, he heard "Dang Dang......" A burst of sound, several flying knives were all inserted into the bullseye.

  "Ah!" Zuo Caiyun and Huo Yao exclaimed in surprise once again.

  Swallow whispered in Huo Yao's ear: "They learned from their father. Their kung fu is quite good."

  Late at night. The excited firework, accompanied by the swallow, finally waited for Liu Tao and Old Li's return. Without waiting for the two to speak, the firework hastily said: "Captain Liu, today I want to give you a treasure."

  Liu Tao chuckled and said, "Oh. I was wondering why Fireworks Brother wasn't sleeping so late, turns out he found a treasure. So, tell me, what kind of treasure is Fireworks Brother going to give me?"

  Huoyao told the two about what happened today. Excitedly, he continued: "I want to give you a special combat team. This special combat team will consist of Yanzi, Zuocaiyun, Daniu, Erniu, Wangxiaolong and Wangxiaohu. I'll be the instructor for this special combat team."

  Liu Tao thought for a moment and said, "It's good to be good, but Comrade Zuo Caiyun has a special identity. Although she asked to stay behind, I also reported it to the superiors, but now there is no response from above, in the case of not knowing her father's attitude, let's not include Comrade Zuo Caiyun in the plan for the time being."

  "Don't worry. Caiyun's father is a patriot, he will definitely support her decision. Besides, Caiyun has already made up her mind, even if her father disagrees, she will still stay."

  Huoyao had always hoped that Zuo Caiyun could stay. Because Huoyao always associated Zuo Caiyun with his lifelong major event.

  "Alright then, let's leave it at that for now. We'll talk about this later."

  Liu Tao really looked forward to it, what kind of miracle could Huo Yao give him this time? What kind of combat power would this special warfare team have?

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